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В процессе, впервые опубликовано июн. 08, 2021
at•a•rax•i•a
- freedom from the passions; calmness.
- perfect peace of mind, or calmness.
- a pleasure that comes when the mind is at rest.

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  |  "Get out, and don't come back until that attitude of yours is fixed!"

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  Living with your family,  you never felt welcome, nor comfortable.  But with this guy?  Well,  he feels more like home than you've ever felt here.


  He was an exception in a town of patterns, and you weren't ready to leave him just yet.  |


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bet there hasn't been a paternal garcello/reader relationship type fic before huh?  well here it is!! and i hope you enjoy :]

basically, this book is about the reader having a terrible home and finding a better one with Garcello,  but it's platonic,,, since reader is a minor here.    ig you're 17 here but that's an American minor so yeah


i have no idea why i wrote this, but something in me really wanted to make this, so here. take it


!!TW!!

VERBAL ABUSE

MANIPULATION

ALCHOHOL ABUSE/DRUNKENNESS

OVERALL TOXICITY

IMPLIED HARASSMENT/THREATS

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!! also, cover art is by   biiscottoo   on IG!!
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